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"Slap." Shen Mujing couldn't help but slap him in the face with a slap, quick and fierce, just like his own blood and deep hatred.
Why didn't he find out that he hurt himself so much after fighting?
Comrade Shen Sifen wiped the mosquito that was killed in his hands, rested his hands on his chin, and stared at the bonfire burning not far away. All the citizens surrounded him, and no one spoke in the entire open space.
The soldiers not far away were still tossing the he ...
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